My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

All my friends were carrying gift bags too. I was so overwhelmed, but I couldn’t help myself and look at Mateo. He knew my question without me having to ask. He just shook his head once, almost imperceptibly. I couldn’t help the wave of sadness that rolled over me and I felt my heart breaz Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I was not going to let his absence detract from this amazing thing my friends and their families did for me. They can’t have any idea what this means to me. The first birthday I will celebrate outside of my bedroom and with other people is my 15th birthday.

Even my nanny wasn’t allowed to celebrate my birthday. She always said “happy birthday’ to me, but we couldnt do more than that. She tried once to bring me a cupcake and my father punched her in front of me, then kept her away from me for a week

This will be one of the most special memories I have. But, cannot cry, I won’t cry. I take another deep breath. Not happy tears, not sad tears. Today is going to be an amazing day, even if it has to include dress shopping. come out of my daze and walk around to hug and thank everyone. Luna Ava hugs me longer than necessary, telling me she probably has a pretty good idea what this actually means to me. Like always she lets me have my silent moment and then moves

on like it was nothing, not drawing attention where I don’t want it. She has always just understood me without explanation.

I suddenly ask, looking at Delta Kyle and noticing the time. Panic washed through

of having to play capture the flag against you solo, after completing your entire, personal, daily workout. I can guarantee none of them are going

already went for my run today then, jeez.” They all just

all dig in. The food is amazing. Along with all of the fruit and pastries, the hot dishes had eggs, sausages, and fried potatoes. We go through most of it, these boys can

about some of the girls who don’t eat enough, getting hurt at training. They are worried about gaining weight, but it’s really hard to do even if they train the bare minimum.” That launched a whole load of conversations about girls and eating and picky eaters. This then launched a competition of the worst dinner dates. These boys spent far too

right and their respective adults across from them. It was kind of a neat image, previous and future generation of leaders all at the table. The Beta is the only person missing. It makes

Sierra sings at me

Now? I thought I would just open them later. We are all having fun

from all of the boys, except my brother who looked at his friends with his eyebrows smashed together and letting out a